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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 2:08:17 GMT -5
(I was thinking time jump with Zim to the day before Dib starts working and his board or something and really worried but doesn't want to do anything he's not supposed to concerning Taifu so he goes out and finds the place she works not know that fact though and gets a drink He'd probably disguise himself in something else however seeing as he's a teacher and I think that place ois off limits right?.)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 2:31:23 GMT -5
(yeah, okay! i didn't know exactly how i'd do that anyway, but sounds cool!)
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 2:33:50 GMT -5
(IDK You wanna type it? XD)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 2:35:44 GMT -5
(what if he goes because Gaz tells him that she thinks he must rape himself because nobody else would, and so he goes to prove her wrong... cept he doesn't get raped?)
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 2:38:05 GMT -5
(AHAHA! XD Excellent!)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 2:38:49 GMT -5
(Zim looks Mexican. I was staring at your avatar, and that's what came to mind. I mean, it has before, but now I really realize just HOW mexican he looks....)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 2:39:30 GMT -5
(oh, and if you type about gaz telling him that she thinks he rapes himself and his trip to get there, I'll pick up when he's outside the building's front door.)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 2:40:30 GMT -5
(Just really Mexican......)
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 2:51:43 GMT -5
(That's SO Random XD SINCE WHEN IS ZIM MEXICAN!?)
A few days later after much more worrying nothing seemed to change. Zim sighed and flopped down in his chair at his desk. It was detention. Today the lucky students were Gaz, Taifu, and Htisikaru. What a nightmare.
What was really scary was that Taifu had actually shown up! She always ditched his detentions last year sadly he had always let her get away with it.
Gaz was just glaring at him. He had confiscated her game slave and she wouldn't let it go. Zim was relived to learn from Kinki that he wouldn't have to worry about doom fro quite a while though so he didn't care.
"Glare at me all you want I'm not giving it back." Zim spoke up breaking the silence.
Gaz growled at him. "Well at least I'm attractive."
"What?" Zim looked confused at the odd comeback.
Gaz smirked. She knew Zim was sensitive about his looks especially hiegt even if he never admitted it. "You must have to rape your self."
Zim quirked a non existant eyebrow. "What do you measn?"
"Well its obvious I mean nobody else would. I doubt some one would even touch you. Freak."
Zim blushed and glared down at the floor growling. "At least I'm not in detention."
"Actually you are." Gaz grinned she loved winning and it was so easy to do so.
"YOUR LYING!" Zim shouted jumping on top of his desk. "AND WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO TOUCH ZIM!? I BET I COULD GET RAPED RIGHT NOW IF I WANTED TO!"
Gaz suppressed a laugh. Zim was so stupid. "Then why don't you trey and get raped tonight?"
"FINE I WILL!" ZIm shouted and stormed out of the room ending the conversation right there.
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 3:17:13 GMT -5
Hours later, he found himself walking the streets of the city, pushing through the crowd. He rubbed at his eyes - why on Miyuki's sweet Irk had he been this stupid? It was a nightmare, travelling these streets, but the sensation of being cramped made him realize something: he really didn't want to be raped. As well as the fact that this could easily get his job suspended.
Technically, the teachers were encouraged not to leave campus. Or look in shady alleys for potential rape-artists, which Zim had given up on thirty minutes previously. Even in his remarkably different disguise - a red wig pulled into sharp spikes, more lavender contacts, and simple black jacket and tan cargo pants - he could easily be recognized as missing.
He sighed, nearly about to turn around, when he saw something from the corner of his eye. Men were drawing there, greeted my smilling women, who escorted them in. Even a few timid ladies were approaching, males in sharp black suits taking their arms. He read the sign - 'Ember Host and Hostess Club'. He found himself drifting gradually towards it, standing outside its door. It looked inviting enough....
"Come on in, sweety. My name's Niki" A tall asian with bleached hair said to him, leading him inside before he could protest. A comfy lobby with red furniture met him, the wall a deep brown, the floor of plush carpet. "What's your preferences, hon?" she asked sweetly, handing him a glass of champagne, and he was startled to find that as he sipped on it that its fizzy substance didn't burn him. "We're pretty loose here."
"Uh... guy?" he stammered - he had never put much thought into it. The tall woman gestured to a few lounging boys in black suits, who glanced over their shoulders. A few approached, hands in pockets, grinning. All but one, who stared inquisitively.
"Take your pick."
"You mean... I can pick who rapes me!?"
There was a long silence. "Um... hun, this is a host club, not a strip club. No sex." Niki told him, the boys shuffling a bit. "Though, we have a fine selection of alchoholic beverages."
"Oh... ok... then...." Zim stammered, still a bit shocked. He dug around in his memory for this 'host club' ordeal, but simply had never heard of anything like it. He glanced at the boys. One was tall with dyed blond hair, one was a European student with deep brown hair and green eyes, another a muscled boy. But his gaze strayed to the shyer one. This boy's black hair hung loose about his face in a soft look, his dark eyes deep, a mystery behind them. He wasn't the bubbly kind-hearted proof like the others, and was quite small, and a bit too scrawny. His asian face was sharp but had a gentleness beyond it, and was almost too pretty to match his gender. Zim nodded towards this one.
The boy looked tenative, but nodded, leading him to the back room, where there was a mass of people lounging, talking to hosts. They went farther and farther into the crowd until they met the back wall, where they sat in a corner upon a couch, the boy on one end. "My name is Note." the boy said calmly, "I will be your host for tonight." His smile was sincere, but held a seriousness about it, a sadness about it.
Zim smilled broadly - he liked this Note. "I'm Zim."
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 3:25:35 GMT -5
(Wow I've been logged out twice today XD Okay one thing what exactly is a host club?)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 3:31:13 GMT -5
(have you ever heard of a geisha? not the new-fangeled ones, but the pre-wwII ones? Well, they're kinda like that. They entertain men (and women), but there is no nudity, dancing (dirty dancing, that is) or sex involved, although there is a lot of alcohol. Usually it's chat and companionship. although, the host/hostesses are encouraged to participate in dohan, or paid dates, in which sex/stripping/ect is possible, but is not the norm. look it up on wikipedia.org if you want to know more. just 'host club'.)
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 3:35:49 GMT -5
(AH! okay thanks XD OH Zim should have used and alias name.)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 3:36:30 GMT -5
(should i change it? i can if you want. i just sorta thought taifu knowing who he actually is would be sort of cute.)
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 3:41:14 GMT -5
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 3:43:30 GMT -5
(Its okay XD i just figured it would make sense)
Zim had been having a wonderful time with this Note guy. He was actually really enjoying himself.
They had talked about all kinds of things. Sure Note seemed a little familiar, and he was awful quiet but Zim enjoyed talking with him.
"So Zim," Note spoke up. "It's about time for me to get off work."
"Oh really." Zim said looked a bit down.
"Sorry but I half to go. Maybe *sigh* maybe you can comeback tomorrow." Note smiled sadly.
Zim looked thrilled. "REALLY!" He grinned and jumped up. "Then I'll see you tomorrow!" and he ran off.
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 3:46:26 GMT -5
NOTE! XD I like this on the best let's have this one be note. He does look pretty. He could so cross dress as a girl XD.
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 3:50:19 GMT -5
Dib entered his dorm late that night, at nearly one AM, head in the clouds. He and Miyaki/Tak had been in the garden, looking for some kind of flower she claimed bloomed only that time of year. They hadn't found it, but he had enjoyed the stroll none-the-less. Even if they had gotten hopelessly lost. He entered the room, and stared at Taifu, who had curled into her blankets, looking worn as ever, in a troubled sleep.
He stooped before her face, brushing her jet hair from her eyes. But on further examination, gazing at the roots of her hair, he realized that it wasn't dyed. It was natural. He gazed at the deep black tone, like satin taken straight from the night sky. She could be... pretty... when she wasn't clawing out your eyes.
He smilled softly, then just barely containing a yawn, stumbled off to bed, resenting staying out so late.
Afterall, he would start his job as a 'hostess' the next day.
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Post by the_who on Nov 9, 2008 3:50:45 GMT -5
(i liked that one, too. ha, romance twisting! XD)
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Post by chaos on Nov 9, 2008 3:57:53 GMT -5
(AHAHA! XD)
Zim settled in to bed that night pleased with himself. Sure he hadn't been raped but he had meet an amazing guy named Note. he grinned and pulled Gir up to him. Gir squealed in delight at getting attention. "Ahh, Gir I think I'm enjoying life once more." he closed his eyes and snuggled in bed.
"Awe." Gir made a cute pose. "Master's in love." Gir happily cuddled up next to Zim and they fell asleep.
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